A/N A dedication to the best Brothers out there.
*The tall brunette CEO stared out in horror.
A small boy, about the age of 10 with brown hair and icy blue eyes stared out, mouth slightly opened. A tiny raven-haired boy, only about 5 screamed out as a tall shady figure picked him up. The older of the two boys stood paralyzed as he watched his younger brother get swung up. The man slung the tiny boy across his should as if he was a ragged piece of cloth. The black-haired boy screeched, flailing his little hands, punching at the mans back.
Big Brother! Big Brother!
The cries reached his ears, but the other boy co
A Brother's Bond -- Moku+Seto by mewmewmewichigo, literature
Literature
A Brother's Bond -- Moku+Seto
It was a warm, sunny day outside the walls of the Kaiba Corp. office building. I wouldn't know from anything but the sun in the windows, though. Nii-sama was hard at work in his office. I stood outside the door, my hand around the door knob. I was on my third minute of deep consideration over whether or not to open it and step inside. Seto didn't always care if I hung around, but I hated it when I was being a bother.
I could hear the keys typing away from inside. Each click made me feel worse and worse. I really wanted to spend time with my big brother today. I'd love it even more if we could go outside; maybe even go to the beach! I wouldn'
Two weeks had passed since Pegasus had kidnapped Mokuba Kaiba, keeping him hostage in the dungeons. For two long weeks, he had been forced to eat only stale bread and the occasional cup of dirty water. They had taken away all of his possesions except for the one, which he kept secret and safe, hidden under his shirt. He pulled the chord out, and looked at the picture attached to it. His big brother's smiling face gave him hope and courage to hang on, just for one more day. He knew Seto would come for him soon. He knew he wouldn't be left to die.
The picture was taken years ago, when they lived in an orphanage together after their fathe
Pleasure Cruise.
"Big brother, come on! You promised!!" complained Mokuba, standing unhappily in front of his brother. Seto gave an audible groan. "And I also told you that I still had a lot of work, so you might have to wait."
"But you always have lots of work!" the boy continued, his hands rested on his bare hips. He was wearing baggy swim trunks with a black and red Hawaiian print on them. For reasons beyond Seto, he liked to wear them extremely low; how they stayed on was also beyond Seto, as was most anything that teens did nowadays. Suddenly feeling old, (which he really wasn't) he eyed his brother over his reading glasses s